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Curtis Roberts
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There’s an expression of agreement or assent you sometimes hear in Quaker meetings that goes “the Friend speaks my mind”, which in the cases of Apeture and Arc I would modify to say “the friend sees what I am seeing”. Lately I’m getting my partial view of paradise through the apertures of the Inferno, 2001: A Space Odyssey and my own heat-stopped-down mind, which, encountering daily as it does, the lying cross-talk that is television news, has me feeling jammed, discontent and continually worried.

I’ve rarely seen anything as stylish and beautiful as that methane carpet on Titan, a real Hollywood-out-of-Paris fashion show image. But the Texas A&M College of Geosciences stories yesterday about the extinction event methane levels in parts of the Gulf of Mexico (the stories have now disappeared from the web) and the slow, controlled dripping of ever worsening news reporting from the mainstream media and the toothless retreat of some of the environmental groups who originally covered the Gulf of Mexico disaster with a great deal of energy and focus, convinces me that things are worse than they seem, if that’s possible.

I've always loved Bryan Ferry's lyric to the Roxy Music song Editions Of You, which goes:

"Well I’m here looking through an old picture frame/Just waiting for the perfect view/I hope something special will step into my life/Another fine edition of you".

As you said, framing changes everything; every view is partial.

I'm pretty sure I have no 21st century thoughts to pass along, but I've seen some interesting new things like the cantaloupe plant on my terrace who has now attached itself to three adjacent pots of vegetables and flowers.